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Chapter 2

"Huff, huff, huff." Kyo ran as fast as his legs would carry him, gasping for air because of lack of oxygen. "Ahhh.thump"

It had predictedly started to pour, making the ground soft and slippery, Kyo, in his rush tripped over a lone branch and face first into the mud. He quickly scrambled up and resumed running, careful of what was ahead of him, spitting out some mud in the process

"Nearly there" his heart was racing outrageously, his only thoughts on getting to the Souma house.

He slowed down as he reached the entrance to the property, still wheezing and gasping for breath, but soon started to run again, desperate on to the first aid room. When he got there, it was quite noisy with comments of concern and questions of outrage. There were already quite a few juunishi there, Haru, Momji, Kisa, Ayame, Rin and even Ritsu, anxious and worried.

There was total silence as they all turned to look at the wet, muddy form as he arrived. He stared at the door blankly, and then hesitantly moved forward, as if realizing what had just happened. He could feel many pairs of eyes burning into his back, waiting to see what he would do.

It was unnerving being the center of attention.

'Why me?' He thought to himself,

'Well, duh you baka, she loves you more than anything.' (Idiot) (Sorry to the reviewers that suggested to put da notes at da end, I couldn't help myself)

He sighed inwardly at the thought of why she burdened herself with the obsession over him.

'Does she really love me? Or am I just an everlasting obsession? Or maybe the question is, do I love her?'

His feet made no sound on the wood as he walked to the room; he was trembling so badly that he was sure the people around him could feel the vibrations through the wooden boards.

A faint silhouette of a tall man suddenly appeared on the sliding door, then reaching out his hand it slid the door open to reveal a grave, but angry looking Hatori.

He looked up at Kyo and glared at him with at cold stare, he didn't make a sound as he swiftly brushed pass everyone, undoubtedly heading to Akito, to tell him the news that he probably had already heard.

Nobody followed him, as they all had past experiences with Akito, and didn't really want to experience them again, it hurt too much.

So, after he had disappeared all attention was turned back to Kyo who was staring at the broken figure in the pure white bed through the open door. The many pairs of eyes followed his gaze to the motionless body in the bed, pity in their eyes. As if Kagura had felt the weight of their eyes' on her she shivered with cold and whimpered softly. Not wanting to be an interest to anyone, lest she get 'hurt' again.

He stepped in quietly and closed the door behind him, not wanting her to get cold due to the wind. Outside, the Soumas' left silently, one by one, leaving the two to have a moment to them selves, retiring to bed.

He stepped towards the bed and gasped out loud as he glanced at her face with an unexplainable look of pity and horror on his face.

Her head was bandaged up, cuts and bruises decorated her face, especially on her left cheek, more probably hiding under the clothing and blanket, her right arm was broken and her left ankle looked to be utterly deformed.

The emotion on her face could not express the feeling that she had inside, although it was a pained and fearful look. She kept twitching and murmuring in her sleep, as though tormented by a monster.

He pulled a seat out from under a table and dragged it up next to her bed where he stared at her. He sat down and nearly started to cry when he saw her face again.

He gingerly raised his hand to gently stroke her black and blue cheek. She flinched suddenly at the cold contact on her sensitive skin and tried to jerk away; he pulled back immediately and instead held her left hand, which surprisingly wasn't marked or hurt in any way at all.

"She has a broken arm, a serious twist to the ankle and had a concussion, she will probably wake up in a day or two but her injuries are still serious. She will not be able to walk for a while.

Kyo didn't even hear the creak of the door slide open, too engrossed in his guilt. Many would have jumped up in surprise but Kyo didn't move from his position as he heard Hatori speak, but held Kagura's hand in comfort. Although it might have been the shock from the diagnosis. Then after a long, long pause, ".Will she be alright?" Kyo said in a broken voice.

"Only time will tell Kyo," the dark haired doctor said sympathetically.

A single glistening tear escaped his eyes and dripped on to white, crumpled bed sheet. As if reading his mind, Hatori quietly slipped out of the room to give him some privacy.

He bent his head and laid it against her trembling arm and hoped that she would be ok, more tears running down his cheeks.

'Kagura, Kagura please wake up.please, I'm so sorry.please wake up." And with that he gently gathered her up in his arms and rocked her back and forth repeating her name again and again, her body ceasing to shudder and twitch at his tender touch.

Next part (not finished yet^^)

Next Morning.

"Arghh." groaned Kyo; his position didn't look quite comfortable. He got up shivering with cold and stretched his stiff ligaments to get some feeling back into them.

And then, just realizing, he noticed in alarm that Kagura was nowhere to be seen. He frantically searched the room and when he found no one. He was on the verge of having a nervous breakdown.

He scrambled out of the room and fast-walked/ran (his legs still stiff) to Hatori's office, his throat to dry to call out. Hatori was outside looking at the garden, unnoticeable to the fast walking Kyo.

Just as he opened the door Hatori noticed Kyo and shouted out in warning of not to go into his office but was too late.

Kyo was greeted by the sight, of a crying but shocked Kagura having her bandages changed by a nurse and a heavy smell of disinfectant, sitting on a bed/bench.

".Kyo?" Kagura said unevenly, trying uselessly to cover herself up as the nurse had frozen in her place from utter shock.

Though, Kyo did not listen to her, he looked at her beaten and bruised body speechless.

Kagura suddenly sneezed from the cold wind and cried out loudly in pain from her bruised ribs.

Kyo was about to step forward, his mouth trying to form words when Hatori quickly walked over and steered the Kyo out of the room, closing the door behind him, leaving the shocked ladies in the room to finish up in warmth.

Distant footsteps could be heard but sounded as though they were coming closer. Then out of nowhere Yuki and Tohru appeared, Tohru breathless, followed by all the other juunishi. Apparently Kagura's cry of pain had been loud enough to awaken the whole of the Souma family, with the exception of Akito.

"Is she all right? Will she be okay?" said Tohru with concern

Hatori then said, "She'll be fine if she rests and keeps off her feet."

The newcomers gave a big sigh of relief. She was going to be okay.

Abruptly, the door slid open revealing a shamed Kagura in a wheelchair, a warm, soft blanket covering her shivering body. She would not look anyone in the eye as she was wheeled pass them.

Everybody was shocked at her state, as the cousins had only a brief glimpse of her last night at nearly midnight.

Tohru reached out to touch her undamaged arm, as soon as the flesh came in contact, Kagura flinched and shuddered even more. Kyo looked into her eyes and saw raw terror and fright.

Tohru instantly pulled her hand back and tried to soothe her with comforting words, but to no avail, it had been engraved in her heart. It would take a long time to heal.

She was just about to be wheeled away to her own room, eyes on the floor, when she saw a pair of muddy shoes in front of her, followed by jeans and a shirt. The last, a flaming head of orange hair and a concerned and nervous face.

She quickly looked down and waited tensely, for him to move out of the way, so she could be back in her refuge, not wanting to face him at the moment.

Fortunately for Kagura, Yuki pulled him out of the way, speaking to him in a quiet voice that only the two could hear.

Kyo remained silent but did not try to stop her again, as she wheeled off to her room. They all started to go back to their rooms, or other places unknown, except for Kyo, who stood wax figure in a museum, watching the wheelchair disappear around the corner.

I wrote this story in way back in ancient history so I've forgotten all my ideas, so it'll probably take ages to update, plus I have tons of homework (stupid history assignment). Besides I like reading other peeps fan fic. This chapter is supposedly .sad. Oh well just read the story.

Oh yeah, and as I said, I don't know much jap, no correction, I don't know any jap so don't review me saying some jap thing is wrong. I just ask my sister occasionally.

Sorry to the peeps about my authors notes *embarrassed smiles* I'm not going to do it anymore. It's just that I've read so many stories and they're all really freakin long (15 beeping pages!!) so I wanted to make it longer.anyway it is a freaky sorta story isn't it? I tried to make it as long as possible but I can't think of anything else.until the next chap^^